So Alive..? : 5 countdown

"Hey.." Bumblebee looked at Will Lennox currently sitting on his porch, "That thing.. You know, it called Ash, amyan?"

"Amian," Bumble corrected.

"Yeah, whatever," he sighed, "What's an amian?"

Will looked up as Bumblebee did the equivalent of 'scratching his head', "Well, I guess an amian would be the same as in your terms a parent?"

"So that thing called my sister it's mom?" Will said with an agitated look on his face.

"Not necessarily," Ratchet came outside.

Will jumped up, "How's Ash?"

Ratchet looked to Will, "Ash has stabilized. And, Ash is, what you say, the 'mom'."

Will stared at Ratchet in his human-alt form.

"Transformers have two parents usually, like humans do, but ours is divided by the one that makes most or all of the spark and the one to make the mech's basic form."

"What about personality? Looks you get from parents?"

Ratchet's eyebrows rose at his curiosity, "When the parenting mechs merge, some of the 'father' spark merges with some of the excess spark from the 'mother' mech, and thus makes the spark. The spark is what gives the mech it's form, 'personality,' and such."

"Uh huh, right well you know I'm pretty sure my little sister hasn't been snooping around with any giant robots and I'm certain she is a flesh and bone like the rest of us humans!!" Will's voice grew louder.

Ratchet's eyes narrowed, "I understand your agitation at the moment, and I can assure you that your sibling has done no such thing as you speak of. This is simply the cause of the Allspark, though not complete, seeing as the spark produced was unstable."

"Understand?!" Will swung his arm in the direction of his home, "My sister has alien tech in her brain! How could you understand this situation?! Oh, no, I'm sure you guys face problems like this all the time?!"

The muffled voice of his wife was the only thing to turn his attention away from the Autobot to the doorway of his home, "Ash! No you should be lying down still!"

The said girl was leaning against the doorframe for support to stand, or at least try to stand. Her form was slouched and her left arm lied above her head against the frame and the other lying limply against her side. Her breath was labored and her eyes were closed in pain.

"Ash?" Will began to run over when she signaled him to stop with her left hand. Will stopped in his place a few meters from his sister and waited for her to speak. With a large effort she brought her right arm up and effectively told them to fuck off.

"God, why is it so fucking loud?" she hissed.

He gaped at her for a moment, unsure how to react.

"I- they- we-"

"I don't think she can understand you dear," Will's wife came out.

"The hell I can't," Ash mumbled.

"Ash," Sarah warned Ash of her language.

"Sorry for being colorful," she grounded out.

"Ash-" Will started but he went unheard as Bumblebee ran up to Ash.

"Are you alright Ash?"

Ash pushed him away, "Do I look fine?"

"Screw this," she groaned.

With some difficulty she pointed to her temple, "How long till this thing kills me?"

"Ash!" Will exclaimed, horrified she would think something like that.

Bumblebee frowned but turned towards Ratchet. What would be a heavy sigh came from him. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, a human action.

"Honestly," she said.

"A week at most unless we can do something about it."

A week.

Will's legs collapsed from beneath him.

Seven days.

Sarah's hands shot to cover her mouth.

One hundred sixty-eight minutes.

Ash took a deep breath.

Ten thousand eighty seconds.

"What do I have to do?"

Will eyes shot to his sister.

"Ash.."

She glanced at him before looking straight at Ratchet.

"I refuse to die to this," she said calmly, "What do I have to do?"

Complete control.

Will's baby sister, all grown up, making decisions all on her own. Not following her brother around everywhere, listening to everything he said, or copying everything he did.

"You'd have to come with us," Ratchet replied, "We don't have the supplies here to remove the Allspark from your cranium without potentially harming either party."

Ash breathed deeply.

"Alright then," she said, "let's do this."

Would Will Lennox let his baby sister go?

Could Will Lennox let his baby sister go?

"A-Ash."

"Sorry, Will, Sarah, I can't stay for dinner."

She turned to him before she walked away from the house for a last time. Would Will ever see her again? Who could say the Autobots would be successful?

"The clock is ticking."


and the bomb is set!!! do the autobots save Ash or does this bomb squad fail??? the timer is running short!!

R&R Please~